Writing is therapeutic

I mostly write to organize my thoughts and keep the motivation going.

Keeping the motivation and discipline is hard. This is really, really hard.

Last night – I ate a whole fucking pizza. The root cause was this total carpe diem mindset to relieve the stress. I was sleeping too few hours and constantly thinking about work. So many high impact projects that had to get over the deadline. And I lost my will to keep things straight. Emptied out the tank.

I need to bring some balance into my world and relationship with work. I am also willing to quit it. Next week will get an idea about comp. Again, I am letting comp dictate how I am going to feel? Fuck that. You gotta do what is right. Don’t bargain with your work. Because then it means you believe you can make a deal with your work. Fuck that.